He experienced no thrill, and at these moments the idea had never occurred to him of planting a warm kiss on her lips as she struggled with a nervous laugh to free herself.
The girl also seemed to have remained cold and indifferent.

At times her great eyes rested on Camille and fixedly gazed at him with sovereign calm.

On such occasions her lips alone made almost imperceptible little motions.

Nothing could be read on her expressionless countenance, which an inexorable will always maintained gentle and attentive.

Therese became grave when the conversation turned to her marriage, contenting herself with approving all that Madame Raquin said by a sign of the head.